That Prince Is A Girl The Vicious King's Captive Slave Mate by Kiss Leilani

Chapter 844:

Leaving them for Vladya, he hunted only the one that mattered.

Then, he saw her.

The masked Urekai carrying her was running through the underbrush.

Daemonikai roared, lunging forward. The assassin saw him and immediately dropped Emeriel.

She crashed to the ground, rolling to the side.

Daemonikai was about to charge at his attacker when a folded piece of cloth was thrown at him.

Mid-flight, it unfolded sharply, releasing a cloud of powdered toxins.

He pulled back, his nostrils flaring. Dragon’s blood. Abadin leaf. The distinct scent of snake skin, probably even mixed with snake bone.

him, his muscles screamed. Any ordinary Urekai would have collapsed instantly, paralyzed and defenseless, but he was

mixture of toxins powerful enough

ounce of his dwindling strength, he closed the distance, grabbed the

he ripped the dagger from the assassin’s belt and drove it into him. He aimed for precise,

Vladya burst through the brush, in his

“Are you alright?”

gritted

him. I need

the only thing guiding

found her unconscious

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and took off again, his feet pounding the ground, back to Ravenshadow. The pain

blood burned under his skin. His arms trembled from the effort of carrying her,

he whispered over and over as

with me, my